Favors

She was ordered to lean against the wall as her superiors discussed the plans in front of her.

It took a couple of seconds to realize that no, she wasn’t feeling insulted, nearly as she was feeling the disorientation of “what the hell are they doing this for?”

It would dawn on her later that day that the only reason they would let her lean in on the conversations for her to one, be a witness, and two, be the proverbial fly on the wall.

In other words, they were Roy’s link back to her, letting her know that yes, he was alive and this is what was going to happen to him.

Most of the days, she couldn’t help but wonder how he was, but orders were orders and these she could follow without feeling like the usual military dog.

Heaven help her if her superiors expected favors due to this new found privilege.

She’d take the time to be thankful later.